Intro: Db

Verse 1:
                  B                         F#
Two miles from the hotel, eight hundred from home

                                Abm
We're forced to call on all we know

    Eb              E
But all we know's a joke

                     B                           F#
The van just started shaking, coughing out black smoke

                          Abm                 Eb         E
We're pulling off in a parking lot cause this might just explode

           B (strum once)
Cause it's New Year's Eve and four degrees

       Abm      F#
We're stranded, hopeless

E      B         F#
I just want some sleep

                B                                  F#
Drew's too busy sexting with some girl he met last show

                        Abm               Eb            E
Tripping balls from the soft effects of a Nyquil overdose

              B                          F#
Nobody's been asking how we're gonna get home
   
                    Eb    E    F#        
Cause we all know
 
             Abm    F#     E        
We'll deal with it tomorrow

Eb    E   F#
Yeah, we know

Chorus:
              B     Abm
It's gonna be our year, boys

E
I'd speak up

                        Abm       E           Eb
But I'm waiting for the irony to fall asleep without me

          B        Abm
And we'll wait and see

          E                
With some luck and patching up

        F#      F         E                   Eb    E    F#
I think I'll be home this week

      Abm          F#      E       Eb    E     F#
We'll deal with it our own way

           F#
And we'll stay, and we'll wait,

                       B               F#
And we'll wake in this awkward mess we made

                        Abm
A landscape forged from pizza crust

Eb                   E
And what's left of a case

B                           F#
We'll make friends in every state

                     Abm
Like the cops in the parking lot

   Eb       E
Or staff of Steak'N'Shake


Chorus:
              B     Abm
It's gonna be our year, boys

E
I'd speak up

                        Abm       E           Eb
But I'm waiting for the irony to fall asleep without me

          B        Abm
And we'll wait and see

          E                
With some luck and patching up

        F#      F         E  
I think I'll be home this week

F#                   E
But I'm too tired to speak

          Eb        E               B        F#
I'll say, "Hey man, I'll see you in Cleveland"

Eb        E               F#
"Hey man, I'll see you in Cleveland"

Eb      E           B              F#
Someone go tell the universe we're not concerned

Eb           E           F#
We know that it's out to get us


But we'll never learn

Eb           E            B            F#          (strum each once and hold, except play F# as two notes)
So if you're thinking you just got the best of me  

Eb (strum once)
Man, we don't go down that easy


Eb    E    F#    Abm    F#    E   Eb    E    F#



             B     Abm
It's gonna be our year, boys

E
I'd speak up

                        Abm       E           Eb
But I'm waiting for the irony to fall asleep without me

          B        Abm
And we'll wait and see

          F#                E
With some luck and patching up

        F#      F         E  
I think I'll be home this week